After Rimuru devoured Shizue, he acquired Shizue's Unique Skill, Metamorphosis. At this point, Rimuru's power level, according to the Jura World's classification, had already reached S-Rank, which is considered Demon Lord level.
Now, Rimuru's strength had soared again, basically reaching S+ level.
In the Jura World, even among Demon Lords, he would be considered one of the top-tier Demon Lords.
If he were to ignore the cost and unleash a barrage of Black Flame Lightning, destroying a continental plate wouldn't be a problem.
Although he had not yet reached the level of destroying a planet, he could still be regarded as one of the strongest.
Now, there were very few powerhouses who could make Rimuru wary. Even against opponents like Ancient One, Odin, and Thanos, Rimuru was not without the power to fight.
As for others—such as Hulk, Thor, and Hela—in front of Rimuru, they could only obediently call him "your humble servant."
Just as Rimuru was savoring the pleasure brought by his upgrade, Baron Mordo, who had suffered a heavy blow, finally managed to steady his mind again.
He looked at Rimuru, his expression more complex than ever.
At this moment, how could he not realize that he had been played by Rimuru from beginning to end?
This personality was truly malicious!
Looking at Rimuru, who was lost in thought and completely unguarded, Baron Mordo gave a bitter smile.
This Demon Lord had never taken him seriously from the very start!
However, even if he wanted to do something now, he was powerless.
His limbs were burning, his body felt unbearably hot, and he even felt the urge to tear off his clothes.
He knew this wasn't because the temperature had risen, but because it was too cold—so cold it was reaching the limit his body could endure, causing his brain's thermoregulation center to issue incorrect signals.
In five minutes at most, he might completely freeze to death!
Perhaps it was just an illusion, but Baron Mordo felt that Rimuru's aura had changed.
Her magic was no longer completely dark; it now seemed to contain the Vishanti power he was familiar with.
Was it because she had devoured his magic earlier?
Baron Mordo was once again shocked by his own thoughts: Just who is she?
To be able to gain new magic after devouring magic—this was far too terrifying!
Just then, a portal suddenly appeared in the Mirror Dimension.
The Sorcerer Ancient One, dressed in bright yellow robes and with her signature shiny bald head, stepped inside.
"Master!"
Seeing Ancient One, Mordo's eyes lit up instantly, and his nearly frozen body surprisingly regained a bit of energy.
At the same time, Rimuru became vigilant.
Although this bald person died in a muddled way in the movie, that was because she deliberately held back; she chose to die at that point in time.
Ancient One's death had been something like enlightening her disciple with her own life.
Otherwise, living another three hundred years wouldn't have been a problem.
Looking at Rimuru, the Sorcerer Ancient One smiled. "Mysterious powerhouse, thank you for showing mercy to my disciple."
Mysterious powerhouse?
Baron Mordo was stunned: Who was his Master addressing?
This was the Sorcerer Supreme—even the Dark Lord Dormammu wouldn't dare act rashly in front of her.
Now, Ancient One was actually calling Rimuru a "powerhouse"? Was she really that strong?
"Sorcerer Supreme, you flatter me."
If others respect him an inch, he will respect them a foot.
And this person was Ancient One, which made Rimuru feel especially pleased inside—almost a little giddy.
Most importantly, Ancient One didn't seem to harbor any hostility toward him!
This made Rimuru greatly relieved; he was someone who liked to live very comfortably, occasionally having battles and crushing weaker opponents just for fun.
But bloody battles, tough battles, mortal battles? He'd rather skip those!
He loved crushing weaker opponents; crushing weaker opponents made him happy!
Crushing weaker opponents once was fun; crushing weaker opponents forever was always fun!
Ancient One nodded, very satisfied with Rimuru's attitude.
Though she hadn't appeared earlier, she had watched the entire battle from beginning to end.
It had to be said: Rimuru's talent surprised her greatly.
A being who learned whatever he devoured—this was something even the Sorcerer Ancient One, who had lived for over three hundred years, had never heard of.
Most importantly, after thoroughly observing him, Ancient One felt she had somewhat seen through Rimuru's heart.
How to put it… a bit playful, but not inherently bad. Definitely someone worth befriending and nurturing.
"My unruly disciple has caused you trouble. I'll punish him myself later. Now that he has suffered enough, shall we speak somewhere else?"
Ancient One used polite words, yet there was an undeniable commanding tone.
Perhaps because she had been in a position of power for too long—she didn't deliberately put on airs, but everything she did carried a natural authority.
"Of course!"
Rimuru nodded without refusing.
Ancient One waved her hand, and the portal shifted on its own, passing through Rimuru and the other two.
The next second, the three of them appeared in Kamar-Taj.
The training ground.
Several sorcerers were sparring there, exchanging punches and dodging left and right, lively and energetic.
Although Rimuru had already experienced Mordo's fighting style, the scene still felt strange to him.
Shouldn't sorcerers be fragile, squishy types wearing magic hats, using staffs, and firing spells from a distance?
Kamar-Taj was truly committed to the path of melee combat—no turning back!
After a brief greeting, two sorcerers carried Mordo away for treatment; everything proceeded in an orderly manner.
Everything in Kamar-Taj made Rimuru very curious, as this was the holy land of sorcerers.
The architectural style was that of an old Eastern temple. No one knew when it was built, but it bore the marks of time and a strong sense of antiquity.
Looking more closely, Rimuru immediately sensed something unusual.
The magic here was extremely dense, especially the mysterious magic arrays and barriers—so dangerous that even Rimuru felt wary.
There was one very large room Rimuru couldn't even see into.
Sensing the Sorcerer King at the door, Rimuru immediately realized—it must be Kamar-Taj's library.
A library! Rimuru couldn't help but feel jealous.
"Do you want to go into the library and take a look?"
Ancient One's words made Rimuru's face flush. Being caught peeking by the Master was truly embarrassing.
But then, Rimuru's eyes widened.
What did Ancient One just say?
She asked… whether he wanted to go in and look?!
Could he actually go inside and read the books?!
What was Ancient One planning? Was there a trap inside?
Ancient One casually poured Rimuru a cup of tea, natural and friendly. "Your talent is extraordinary—the best I've seen in my life. If I let that go to waste, that would be my failure."
Rimuru looked at Ancient One again and again, still finding it hard to believe.
Could a great fortune really fall from the sky like this?
Rimuru sipped the tea in small mouthfuls, thinking nonstop, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation.
Rimuru asked softly, "If I go in to read… what price do I have to pay?"
Ancient One shook her head. "No price."
Rimuru didn't believe it. The president of a certain happiness-creating company once said: free things are always the most expensive!
"No price" often means an unimaginably high price.
And Rimuru was someone with the cheat known as the Great Sage!
As long as he walked around Kamar-Taj and brushed against things, the Great Sage might deduce all sorts of magic.
However, just as Rimuru was about to refuse—
Ancient One's voice sounded again: "I have experienced much and seen much. But your past and future—I cannot see clearly. I appreciate your talent, and I want to see how far you can go. Letting you read is a small investment in the future."
Rimuru blinked his long eyelashes, his big eyes darting around. Should he believe the bald lady's words?
But the chance to enter the library and read… so tempting, so tempting, so tempting!
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